LOGINAriannaI stood up and walked over to him. I was wearing one of his old shirts that I had stolen the last time he was here. It was too big on me and it smelled like him and I had been sleeping in it every night even though I would never admit that out loud. I saw his eyes darken when he realized what I was wearing.“Is that mine?” he asked.“Yes,” I said. “Do you want it back?”“No,” he said quickly. “Keep it. It looks better on you anyway.”I smiled and reached up to cup his face. His skin was warm under my palm and I could feel the stubble on his jaw. “You are going to do exactly what I tell you. Nothing more and nothing less. If I tell you to stop you stop immediately. Understand?”“Yes,” he breathed.I pulled my hand back and walked over to the bed. I sat down on the edge and looked at him. Come here.”He crossed the room and stopped in front of me. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock and he sucked in a sharp breath. He was already hard and leaking and I had barel
AriannaI did not call him for two weeks after the night at the club. Not because I wanted to torture him although that was definitely a bonus but because I needed time to think about what I was doing amdwhat we were doing. The lessons had started as a way to get revenge. A way to make him grovel and suffer and understand what it felt like to want something you could not have. But somewhere along the way it had shifted into something else. Something that scared me.I could feel him through the bond now more clearly than before. I could feel when he was think about me. When he was aching for me. When he was trying so hard to be good and patient like I told him to be. And it was getting harder to ignore the pull. Harder to pretend that I was doing this just to hurt him when the truth was I wanted him just as badly as he wanted me.But I was not ready to admit that yet. Not to him and definitely not to myself. So I made him wait.When I finally texted him it was late on a Saturday nigh
JaxI did not plan to go to the club that night. I really did not. But I woke up with this restless energy crawling under my skin and the apartment felt too empty and too quiet amd I knew if I stayed there I would go insane. Arianna had not called me in three days and I was trying to be patient like she told me to but patience had never been my strong suit.I thought about texting her but I did not want to seem desperate even though I absolutely was. Instead I drove to the club where she worked and told myself I just wanted to see her. That was all. I did not need anything from her. I did not need her to touch me or talk to me or even acknowledge me. I just wanted to be in the same space as her for a little while.The club was packed when I walked in and the music was loud enough to rattle my bones. I scanned the room and found her behind the bar almost immediately like my wolf could sense exactly where she was even in a crowd. She was wearing tight black jeans and a low cut top th
Arianna“Please,” he said. “Please Arianna. I need to touch you. I need it so badly I can not think about anything else. I have not been able to sleep or eat ot do anything but think about you and I know I do not deserve it but please. Please let me touch you.”I let the words hang in the air for a long moment and then I stepped closer. Close enough that he could have reached out and touched me if he dared but he did not. He kept his hands on his thighs and waited for permission.“You can touch me” I said. “But only where I tell you. Understand?”“Yes,” he breathed.“Put your hands on my thighs.”He reached up slowly like he was afraid I might change my mind and his hands settled on my thighs just above my knees. His palms were warm and rough and I could feel them trembling and the electricity it sent. “Good. Now do not move them.” My hands were almost shaking too. It feels sooo good. He nodded and I let the robe fall off my shoulders completely. I was naked underneath and I watched
AriannaI made him wait a full week before I called him again. Not because I needed that much time but because I wanted to see if he would break. If he would show up at my door begging or send me a thousand desperate text messages or go back to the club and let someone else touch him. But he did not do any of those things. He stayed away and every day that passed I could feel the bond between us getting tighter like a rope being pulled from both ends.When I finally texted him to come over I did not give him a time. I just said tonight and left it at that. I wanted to see how long he would wait outside my door before he knocked. I wanted to know if he had any patience left or if I had already broken him.He showed up at nine. I know because I heard his footsteps in the hallway and then the pause right outside my door. He stood there for almost five minutes before he knocked and I smiled to myself because that meant he was thinking and ondering if knocking too soon would make him loo
JaxI showed up at her door three nights later because she told me to wait exactly that long. Not two nights or four but three. She was testing me already and I knew it. Testing to see if I would break the rule and show up early like some desperate fool or if I would actually listen for once in my life.I listened.The walk to her apartment felt longer than it should have. My wolf was pacing inside me and growling low in my chest like he wanted to claw his way out and drag her back to my bed. The bond between us was pulling tight and insistent and every step I took toward her door made it worse. I could feel her even before I knocked. Her scent drifted under the door crack and wrapped around me like a fist squeezing my lungs.Lavender and something sharper that made my mouth water.I knocked twice and then stood there with my hands shoved in my pockets because I did not trust myself not to reach for her the second she opened the door. I had been good for three days. I had not touche







